Beyond the night.Pale winter's cold embraceTurns white the greenest greenAnd in the night.Like glassSnow shimmers in lightAs it slowly meltsIt turns once againBack to water

Beyond the day,Children call out to playThey sled down a hillThey build funny snowmanOr a funny snow familyThe cold turns their faces redAnd they go insideEnjoying a cup of hot chocolateMade by those who love them

Beyond the eveningAnimals make their appearanceAnd show their faces to the worldThe deer come out and playThe birds sing ever so sweetlyThe squirrels and chipmunksForage for foodAnd steal from the bird feedersThe bugs make no sign of movementFrozen beneath the snow

Beyond the morningEverything starts to wake againChildren and adults alike open their eyesAnd see the snow slowly disappearingMelting into the ground as it waits for next timeThe animals return to their hiding placesWondering when it will be white againWhat becomes of the snow once it melts?The answer of course would be.Spring

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